A slightly smaller Mess

Laurence: "Biomancy." 

Hera: "Pyromancy... less powerful than them."

Amonet: "...I see. Can you both overpower these sorcerers which are coming?"

Charles: Depends. Individually, probably, but chaos sorcerers can be very powerful. Most we should be able to, but the more powerful would be a struggle at best.

Amonet: "Then do as you will, I do not know how to deploy your kind."

Charles: simple enough. We do have some reinforcements en route.

Amonet: "How many?"

*insert telling him the mechanicus guy's forces on his flagship*

Amonet: "Hmn... Wonderful. The machine men."

"Look who's talking"

Amonet: "I consider them poor imitations."

"I'm fairly certain they did not have you in mind."

Amonet: "...Of course not. why would you think that." *Sarcasm*

"anyway..."

"Yes of course, before we tread into... What is the delightful word humans use? 'Heresy.'"

"Not sure it's applicable here if I'm honest."

"I'll save the revelation for our chat later shall i?"

"As you wish"

Laurence: "As for our defense issue... My acolyte and i can hunt astartes."

Charles: I don't doubt that. You're rather good at that.

Laurence: "The deathwatch could assist... The salamanders would be better left in defensive positions, given their devastators."

Charles: you aren't wrong. The archmagos can probably spare his ruststalkers and infiltrators to act in an offensive capacity.

Amonet: "There will be hundreds of canoptek wraiths roaming the halls also. They are more than capable of killing any footsoldier."

Charles: I'd keep your people away from the skitarii infiltrators. With the exception of other skitarii, their auras do not discriminate.

Amonet: "Auras?"

Laurence: "I can look through the warp."

Charles: *gives quick explenation*

Amonet: "Hmn... I will have to devise a counter to that. The wraiths will remain clear of them."

Charles: *nods*

Amonet: "Timing will be the key."

Charles: precisely.

Amonet: "If they come too soon we will fall."

Charles: without a doubt.

Amonet: "...Go. organise your men, you will hold the hangar in which you landed."

Charles: for as long as we can.

Amonet: "Surprisingly valorous for humans."

Charles: not my first last stand.

Amonet: "The others were not last stands then."

Charles: seemed like it at the time.

Hera: "I can vouch, plenty of almosts."

Charles: *smiles at her* and I doubt this will be the last.

Amonet: "Oh... That is precious."

Charles: *sighs* anyway, We'll get our men ready.

Amonet: "Good.... Very good indeed."

Charles: I'll be in touch when we're ready. *turns to leave*

*amonet turns to examine the holographic map*

*leaving montage*

*Arriving back to the ones who stayed behind?*

*very much so*

*They hear the salamander's heavy bolters shift aim. The heavy chain of shells clicking against the gun as the barrel is swung about*

Charles: it's just us.

Logen: "How'd that go?"

"I beleive 'alliance of circumstance' is the correct term."

Logen: "Alliance?... With necrons?"

Jax: "Wait a second charles are you mad?"